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The three robots in the bank were blown to pieces, but all the spare parts were secretly recovered by the military.
The equipment that can block fuel-air explosive bombs has attracted great attention from the higher-ups.
But they repaired them all night and used the most advanced equipment to check them, but they could not find anything abnormal with the three robots.
"Could there be some technological innovation on Alpha Planet?" the white-haired researcher said, full of worry.
"You mean, they are disposable and destroyed after use?" another researcher asked.
"We couldn't detect any abnormalities. Either the opponent's technology is much superior to ours, or they have set up a self-destruct system." The white-haired researcher guessed.
"Where were the people in the bank that day? Was there anything unusual? Could it be the equipment they brought with them?" Admiral Tang Jianmo also took it very seriously.
"The police station has checked. Two of them are related to the robbers. The others are civilians with clean identities," replied a man who looked like a colonel.
"Call the people from the bank's purchasing department and ask them carefully about the purchasing details of the three devices, without missing a single word."
After Tang Jianmo finished his instructions, he turned and left, his golden hair fluttering in the wind under the sunlight.
Yun Mo didn't know that her talismans had caused the bank's purchasing staff to get into constant trouble, and she was still worried about how to earn faith power.
After this shock, her Yuan Shen was almost in a state of constant cracking, causing her Dantian to feel severe pain from time to time.
If it weren't for Qin Mu, Manager Wen and others who were still contributing their weak faith, she was not sure if she could hold on, but she could feel that the speed of repair was no longer as fast as the speed of cracking.
However, after this incident, Yun Mo also discovered a benefit. When she completely overdrew her mental power, the pathways in her brain seemed to be a little wider. In other words, her mental power could be further improved.
Otherwise, with the level of mental strength she had when she first arrived, it would have been impossible for her to survive three low-level defensive talismans.
Yun Mo sat on the bed and thought for a while. The most urgent thing was to quickly increase his faith.
"Doctor Qin, do you know any way to help me get the most fans?" Yun Mo asked.
"Posting on WB and live streaming are the two fastest ways if you have eye-catching enough content," said Qin Mu.
Yun Mo blinked. "Headline party?"
Qin Mu glanced at her and said, "You can make full use of your strengths. There will always be crazy fans."
Yun Mo touched his chin and said, "That makes sense. Let me think about it. You can leave first."
Qin Mu: ...The feeling of throwing it away after use is so fucking painful.
Yunmo considered his resources. Three hexagrams a day? That would be too costly, and it would require interaction, which was a bit slow.
How about drawing a lucky charm? Make use of the two million plus followers on the WB account.
Yun Mo did what he said. He concentrated his mind and adjusted his breathing, adjusted his mental power to the optimal state, and began to draw talismans.
Talismans were originally used to activate one's own spiritual field to seal spiritual energy into the talisman, transforming ink and cinnabar to form a special field to induce karmic changes in the vital energy of heaven and earth.
The higher the grade of the paper talisman and cinnabar, and the more perfect the external factors such as setting up the altar and casting the spell, the more spiritual energy can be sealed, and the higher the grade of the talisman.
As soon as Yun Mo learned to hold a pen, she began to learn to draw talismans like her father. Unexpectedly, the first one she drew caused a fluctuation in spiritual power, which shocked the family greatly and they believed that she was born to do this job.
Over the next twenty years, she drew countless talismans, including those in her family library. She was able to draw most of them smoothly, and she memorized the parts that she couldn't draw firmly in her mind.
Practicing Buddhism is against the will of heaven. It is okay to draw some talismans for blessing, bringing good luck, warding off evil, protecting oneself, relieving pain, etc., but if you draw some talismans that take away people's luck and change their fate without authorization, it may affect your own fate and even the fate of those around you.
Therefore, after Yun Mo truly mastered the art of talisman making, he tried his best to avoid changing other people's fortunes. Instead, he focused on studying offensive talismans such as the Five Thunder Talisman and the Fire Cloud Talisman, as well as defensive talismans such as the Vajra Talisman.
Now, she was in urgent need of faith, so she tried to draw a mid-level fortune-bringing charm and allow good luck to spread through photos.
But the medium of this talisman...
Yun Mo sighed deeply. She'd have to go to a museum to find cinnabar talisman paper; she couldn't afford it. For now, she could only continue using a signature pen, transferring her mental energy instead of her spiritual energy onto ordinary paper, which greatly reduced its effectiveness.
The blood talisman is better, but I used it once at a bank and the consequences were quite serious. In addition to overdrawing my mental strength, the operation of biting my finger hurts a lot just thinking about it.
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There are now two million people following the "Call Me Dad" account, but among these two million people, the vast majority are zombie fans.
After all, internet celebrities need constant exposure, otherwise they will quickly become out of fashion.
There are also a few curious users who jump around on it every day, trying to get the attention of the poster.
Yunmo carefully took a high-definition picture of the lucky charm, uploaded it, and then wrote "500 lucky charms, effective 500 times, the first 500 people who forward it will receive good luck."
After thinking about it, Yunmo wrote in bold in the notes: "It will not work if it is forwarded more than 500 times. It is recommended not to forward it after 500 times."
In fact, she really thought too much.
Most of those two million followers followed her on a whim. But they followed so many people, and Yunmo's account rarely posted in a thousand years, so unless someone paid special attention, it would be easily drowned out by other information.
After Yunmo finished posting, she took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, waiting for the power of faith.
However, she also knew that it would take several days for people to realize that her talismans were useful.
Far water cannot quench immediate thirst, so we have to make other plans now.
"Doctor Qin..." Yun Mo used the most tactful voice to try to arouse Qin Mu's attention.
"What?"
Qin Mu frowned, looking at Yun Mo warily. This woman would never come to his house for no reason, and judging by her fawning expression, she might be trying to trick him again.
"Can you introduce me to some patients?" Yun Mo blinked.
"What patient? What are you going to do?" Qin Mu took a step back and asked.
"My massage skills are inherited from my ancestors. It's free. Take me to the orthopedics department and I'll give them five minutes each. How about that?"
Yun Mo thought that now only massage could produce immediate results, so she went all out. Young Master Yun's massage skills were unparalleled in the world.
Qin Mu: ...
Yun Mo didn't wait for him to refuse, and pressed him down on the chair with one finger...
An hour later, the Third Federal Hospital got a beautiful title - "The Third Health Care Specialty Hospital", specializing in the treatment of cervical and lumbar muscle strain. The title quickly became popular in Central Star, and countless people came to apply for cards (oh, medical cards).
For this reason, even a month later, the director of the Third Hospital continued to receive communications from various clubs and physiotherapy centers, asking in roundabout ways about the magical physiotherapist.
There was even a newsletter from the Office of Combating Pornography and Illegal Publications, warning them not to operate beyond their scope. How could a prestigious federal tertiary hospital provide "general health care" services?!
The dean's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He felt so wronged...
After Yun Mo harvested the faith power of dozens of patients, he finally relieved the severe pain in his dantian.
"I'm a little tired. Let's stop here today. Doctor Qin, can you give me a ride?"
"Walk".
Qin Mu looked dazed. He felt that the worldview he had built up over the past twenty years was on the road to collapse.
He finally understood why the employees at Face Restaurant had rushed to help Yunmo with her work after hearing she'd requested leave. They wanted to make this person owe them a favor so they could ask her to press for five more minutes in the future.
"Huh..." Yun Mo walked to the door and his eyes stayed on a red hover car, looking at it for a long time.
Qin Mu immediately tensed his muscles and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Did something bad happen to the owner?"
Yun Mo stared at Qin Mu seriously, until he broke out in a cold sweat.
"How...how? Could it be related to me?" Qin Mu trembled a little.
"No, I'm just wondering how you learned materialism over the years. I just want to see how the car is charged," Yun Mo said.
Qin Mu: ...
"Read more books and be less superstitious," Yun Mo patted his shoulder and said earnestly.
Qin Mu felt very annoyed: ...You are a charlatan, and you tell others to read more and be less superstitious?
(End of this chapter)
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